Anger appeared in Ye Yifan's eyes, and he always thought so unbearable.

"Ask again, but still no."

Zhou Zimo sneered in his heart, this woman never had the truth in her mouth.

"Think carefully and answer."

Ye Yifan was furious and wanted to slap him twice: "No, no, just no, think about it carefully, but still no."

The man reached out to rub her little hand and sneered coldly.

"Adminton Liang."

Adjutant Liang pushed the door and entered: "Master, what are you going to give me?"

"Go bring the driver."

Ye Yifan didn't understand why, so he turned to look at him and said coldly: "Relax your heart and let go, otherwise I will keep disturbing you and make you unable to do anything."

Zhou Zimo took a sip of cigarette gracefully, looked at the woman in her arms, laughing three points of playfulness and seven points of evil, pinched her jaw, lowered her head and blocked her mouth...

"Um..." Ye Yifan felt the shadow pressing down, and it was too late to turn his face away. His throat was sprayed with a big mouthful of smoke, and his throat was sore that he was choked and tears were choked.

The man's tall nose was pressing against her, and he opened his eyes to see her little face that was red.

Her mouth was blocked, and the smell of smoke in her mouth was strong. She swallowed it hard. Her nostrils were so hot that it was on fire, and smoke sprayed out from her nostrils.

Zhou Zimo slowly raised his head, and the woman in her arms suddenly turned her face and coughed violently.

"Ahem..."

Ye Yifan's face turned red, with tears, and his lungs were about to cough out.

The man smiled softly: "If you can't do anything, then fuck you, I don't mind. Even though you may be a third-hand product, I'm your first-hand."

"I am your first man and the last one, no matter how many you have experienced in it."

She said that he was her first man, and would never be the last one, and he wanted to plant grass on his head. He always thought she was just talking, but he didn't expect that she would do it. He was so brave.

"Ye Hancheng and I are really not having anything to give birth. You can let him go."

Zhou Zimo looked at her and smiled coldly: "You climbed to the top of the mountain with him for half a month to get some breath?"

Ye Yifan lowered his eyes. She was just betrayed mentally and had no physical affair.

The big hand squeezed her chin, and the man's eyes scattered cold light: "You like him. If he strongly asks to want you, then will you reject him?"

Ye Yifan remained silent. The reason why she ran away with him was that she had made plans to get married and have children, so how could she refuse him?

Zhou Zimo's fists tightened slightly, and a trace of disappointment flashed through his eyes. His deep eyes seemed to be iced and about to crack.

"If you have a relationship with him and I'm caught, will you tell me honestly?"

"You won't, Ye Yifan, according to your personality, you won't confess to me when you come back, you will just try your best to hide it for him, because you are afraid that I will kill him."

Ye Yifan was speechless. Just as he said, she would not tell him what she really gave birth to, so what she said now was a quibble in his eyes.

Zhou Zimo's deep eyes were sharp and cold looking at the woman in her arms, and suddenly lowered her head and took a bite on her plump place.

Ye Yifan wanted to push him away with conditioned reflexes, holding his head with both hands, clenched his fists with his little hands, but he still didn't push him away.
Chapter completed!